Lucky day

Marco’s Pov

I smiled when I counted the number of coins in my purse after the apple vendor had given me balance.

There were seven.

Seven was a lucky number especially for Mexicans.

I never believed in luck until Juss found out I was cheating on her with Jessica, and left the house for me. Before then, she had refused to put the house in my name, but just like that, she left it for me.

I had a girlfriend I really loved and a house even though my job wasn’t bringing much at the time.

Well, I guess I ran out of that luck eventually, cause Juss sold her house. And I was stuck in Manchester with some psycho girl who would screw me over at any opportunity she gets. So let’s hope my luck works well this time.

Usually, a Mexican carried seven pesos in his wallet to attract good luck but I had not put them in my purse for that purpose. It had just happened.

Which meant that whatever stroke of luck I'd have today would come effortlessly, without having to fight or struggle f